Too Many Of You

too many of you
scattered all over
my cells

the tissues of this body
call for you name

my mind is a whirlpool
taking you inside my system

my lips utter your name
my mouth wants to taste your being

all these
you are unaware like the sun

shining on the earth
the earth in ecstasy to the unknowing sun

it is here
i want to be there outside this whole mess

i cannot escape this prison of love
rising above my head like a moon of the month of March

by RIC S. BASTASA

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